Kat: I have returned, and I am appalled by the lack of CrockerWaxelplax stories. In fact, the last ones to be posted were the ones in my Recipe for Disaster series! Whats wrong wit choo -bitch slaps- CrockerWaxelplax is love. LOVE, DAMMIT -shakes fist- Anyway, enjoy the angst:)
Denzel Crocker was not a weak man. He endured years of physical and emotional abuse from, it seemed, everyone on Earth. Whenever he was knocked down, hed get back up, a little worse for the wear, but stronger than before.
This is why those who knew him would be shocked to learn that hed entertained the thought of following his fathers footsteps and ending it all on the blade of a knife on more than one occasion.
Of course, hed never followed through with it. If he had, he would have been dead and buried a long time ago. Whenever he began to consider it, whenever hed succumbed to the horrible misery that devoured his heart and his soul, whenever hed pull that knife out and check its sharpness, his mother would call and ask what he wanted for dinner.
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